Kick-Ass is my lovely comic nerd. She eagerly joins me on my weekly outings to the comic shop to peruse through the colorful issues adorning the walls. We get in debates about who can win a drinking contest: Hulk or Wolverine. She has the patience of a saint as I flip through ancient back issues to find the missing monthlies I’ve sought for years like a media archeologist. Expanding each others’ geeky lexicon, we swap our favorite collected volumes with zeal only dwarfed by the anticipated discussion to follow after completing a series. The only real arguments we get in is over who is the bigger dork.